I sat on the cold marble floor just outside the door, with my knees pressed against my chest. And the weight of everything that had happened crushing on me.
Bruno still stood behind me, at a reasonable distance. Waiting for me to respond to his plea, and let him take me to Liam's place as RoughCoin had instructed. But I didn't bulge, I couldn't let him take me away from RoughCoin's estate.
I still felt I had to remain put in this house, even though I didn't accept the whole arrangement in the first place.
Sitting there on the cold floor, I sighed.
I had never felt so desperate before, so utterly vulnerable in my life.
"RoughCoin ...". I whispered, my voice now cracking under the weight of my continuous tears.
I knew RoughCoin couldn't hear me, not with the door closed. But that
